Summary

Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley Have Split Up and We’re Heartbroken.

Three days before the Wedding of the Century, long time couple Harry Potter and Ginevra Weasley have called it quits! No official statements have been made by either of the pair but sources confirm the couple are indeed over. Sources also claim that the split was NOT as mutual decision.

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Out of seemingly nowhere a new branch of the FBI had sprung up. Specifically ordered by the president, no less, and formed on a need to know basis. No one was permitted to know about their cases. And, to make matters worse, these newbies were allowed, via presidential orders, to take over an investigation whenever they saw fit. And see fit they did. Often.

From the very beginning, the Jeffersonian crew is suspicious of the new branch of the FBI, headed up by the charismatic yet enigmatic Dean Winchester. As they get to know Agent Winchester and his crew, their suspicions seem well founded with each question dodged, and they begin to believe Hodgin's conspiracy theories.

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There was a car abandoned on the side of the road. The door was open and the engine dead, having been left on and long since abandoned. A trail of blood lead from the abandoned jeep, deep into the snow covered forest. Desperate footprints fled deep into the thick woods where no one ever ventured.

Summary

From the very beginning, the Jeffersonian crew is suspicious of the new branch of the FBI, headed up by the charismatic yet enigmatic Dean Winchester. As they get to know Agent Winchester and his crew, their suspicions seem to be well founded. And with each question dodged, and they begin to believe Hodgin's insane conspiracy theories.

Summary

Draco has known since the battle that he has Harry Potter's soul mark on his body, and he's known just as long that he can never say a word about it to anyone. Harry is his auror partner, his friend, finally, and Draco is happy with that. He is.

Summary

The first time Derek sees the words, he’s had a really shitty day. Laura was on his case again, all in the name of sisterly love, of course, and Cora was wielding her usual acerbic wit like a rapier. He’d gotten to the scene of a shooting too late and the victim had died before Derek could call for an ambulance. His Camaro had gotten a flat and while he was attempting to change the tire on the side of the road, someone drove by and sent a wave of muddy water arcing, drenching him, and he was cold, muddy, and miserable.

Then, as he was sliding into the front seat after toweling off as best as he could, he felt something prickling on his arm and glanced down. Shaky, thin lines began appearing, little by little, and he could do no more than stare as the infamous phrase formed on his arm.

Summary

Stiles learns that even with werewolves, giant lizards and psychopathic hunters on the loose, life can still find other ways to screw with you. Case in point: everyone keeps assuming he and Derek are a couple. What the hell?